She cries tears at night,
thick and dark they flow like a river...

Nibble the pen,
stare off to the right...

You mutter 'excuse me' with a smile,
you stroll to the bathroom...

We're weird,
we have weird habits...

My best friend's smile gives me butterflies,
My best friend's laugh is infectious...

Some kid I saw turned into some kid I knew,
Some kid I knew turned into a friend...

You're really skinny,
A bit short too...

What i wouldn't give for another one of your hugs,
They're the kind i used to hate...

Spindly to put it mildly,
Boney to be blunt...

Doing things alone,
blaming yourself...

Glass is beautiful
Glass is pure...